The Oppressed Heir

Demo in front of IGD

"Open, healthy? Khehehehehe, "The son opened the curtains of his mother's room with a whimper.

"It should have been yesterday that mom got out of the hospital. How are they still being held captive anyway? The laundry in the house piled loh, where forgot nyuci ricecooker, already so maggots tuh rice in the room!" namel Nuraeni while throwing Saputra with nuts.

"Godhead!" Son dodged the beans and sat on the bedside, "I don't?"

"Yes kangen laaaah! If you could be Jewer's mother! But all has already been, yes it is so your behavior from the past, jump directly risk later!"

"Well, if I'm good I'm aja ma'am, ugly lupain. Hihihihi!"

"Yes, it is Putraaaa. Where is the mother who can pray badly for the child?!" sahut Nuraeni's.

"Heh King Sinting," the Baron opened his room while staring at the Son lazily, "Nyokap lo from yesterday just want to go home. What the hell is going on in his house? A ton of gold nyimpen what?!"

"This is what I want to talk about, ma'am, but I don't get angry" said the Son with a serious face.

Seeing the change in the look on his son's face, Nuraeni immediately frowned suspiciously, "What's the matter again?! Haven't even run this time yet?!"

"Mom's house.I'm kurobinin,"

Nuraeni's eyes grew bigger, the 44-year-old woman raised her eyebrows a sign of surprise.

More precisely, he was in shock.

"Udah... You... What?" he asked for repetition of the sentence.

"Robohin," replied the innocent Son.

"Where do you live? Under the bridge?"

"While living in the house of Mr. Damascus first yes until I built again with more decent conditions,"

"No ah!" Nuraeni pulled her son's sideburns in annoyance.

"Huhahahahahah!! Sick sick of sakeeet!! Slowly buk the sakeet!!" luh Putra while struggling.

"Don't tell me that the cupboard of your mother's tubes you threw away a dozen years, the dining table of your thighs is unblocked, the clothes of your mother's service love others!"

"Adudududh kok tau buuu!" saputra.

"The ugly almost collapsed, it's all tauuu memorabilia!!"

"It's not worth it, it's all termites!" exclaimed the Son, "All I want is a suitcase filled with our data and certificates,"

"Make up mom?"

"Later given Nadine a bunch of expensive make up,"

"That's a pot that still owes not paid off, stay two more installments!"

"Udah bought Panglima Bene seket which from ceramics plus electric stoves all at once,"

"Huh? Electric stove? Where does the money come from to buy the tokens haaaah?! Electricity ibuk a month only 50 rebuy! You use an electric stove can explode a million times!!"

Baron chuckled, he felt this Nuraeni was so innocent that all he was worried about was excessive, “Bu Nur, his son would be the King, want tokens for a billion a month he can also buy,”

“That's just a parable of Bu,” says Saputra.

“Mother wants to live simply, and again why do you care so much to charge this mother is like you want a farewell,”

“Hehe,” and Saputra were silent.

Nuraeni's face was immediately grim at the response of her son.

“You... want to go to Eterny huh?” mummified Nuraeni.

Saputra sat on the edge of the bed with a sigh, “I became the King first yes, while slowly later I change the rules, I change the rules, or who knows there are certain policies that can make you stay with me there. For a while, I left my mother to Mr. Damascus,”

“Mother does not want to stay with Mr. Dama, horrified ah! Every day see people beaten, bloody,”

“Nevery day, at least once a week,” Baron's chimpanzee.

“Until the mother's house is finished in the wake, we stay at Nadine's house ya Bu,”

“He Boi, pack the wholesaler?” ask Baron.

“Iya, from Jade Construction, an acquaintance of Mr. Damascus he said. Again taken care of Temmy,”

“Oh, Jade Construction has entered as well apparently. Waah destroyed already Widiyanti, briefly again if until the dedengkotnya enter as well, it has been directly exhausted all assets of Praba Group, its contents all bodong,” sissy Baron while grinning.

“Iya, Bang. That was the plan,”

Baron nodded while squinting his eyes. He looked at Saputra closely. “Who taught you the science of ginian in the yard?”

Saputra grinning, “Many Bang. All taught me. From starting to ngeracik drugs, to tricks how to choose the right stocks. From the basics of martial arts, to computer games, all like competitions tell me new things,”

Nuraeni stroked his son's head proudly, “Si Putra was very quick to absorb information. That's why I don't go to school. The cost is expensive if the school, he said government subsidies, but there is a money darmawisata lah, book money is extracurricular uniform money is. eventually he only school until the 4th grade. I'm not going to charge you! Fortunately, his brain was thin. His father's descendant kali yak!"

"Why not find money through selling photos anyway on tiktok? Your son is a universal handsome," asked Baron

"Hape you don't have, you wanna ticktokan where try?!" sahut Nuraeni's.

"Yes, it's the neighbor's pinjem,"

"Think about it, Ron!"

"Yes already passed anyway, but it feels bego only if you have to be dangling do not use the wealth of nature that exists,"

"The riches of nature. Later I was accused of child exploitation," said Nuraeni.

Artemis walked into Nuraeni's room with her forehead wrinkled, "Sori is disturbing me again, yes," she yelled at Saputra's head in annoyance. "Lo knows a man whose name is Giman?!"

Saputra raised his eyebrows, "Know, why Bang?"

"God, the guy's yelling in front of the IGD asking you to come out and see him,"

"Well?!"